Shrinking Story Novels & Stories

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

Brandon nodded. "Well most of the things I'll be telling you about happened nearly three thousand years ago according to dates of some of the most ancient scrolls and artifacts." Erin began. "But suffice it to say. Man and Shifters were once terrible enemies. Man grew across the earth, and slowly all the beasts of the land began to die away. Including the Dragons who once dotted the heaves like the stars." Erin shrugged and shook her head.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

Those simple sentences kept echoing in Emmett's mind. All at once, it felt like he had been cursed. Those words echoed in his mind so much that a sharp pain spread across his forehead. The immense pain left him devoid of any strength. With a loud thud, his phone fell and slammed onto the table. Unfortunately, Emmett had tied the candlesticks with thin threads to ensure an even distance between each. One candlestick fell, pulling on the threads and causing the others to fall over, too. Hot flames spread onto the dead leaves and feathers on the ground. It then traveled toward the wooden dominoes.

I can see Sleepy opening up a bottle of champagne with his tiny friends, showering in the foam and coating their entire bodies. "Bachelor life? Crazy parties?" I can't fight the grin from showing on my lips. "For being such tiny creatures, fairies sound rather wild," Sleepy laughs. "We can size-shift, but we take greater pleasure in shrinking other people for the hell of it. Last weekend, we hired a human stripper and shrunk her down to nothing; she was terrified," I shake my head. "Remind me to never go to a fairy party," "The pixie parties are far worse-..."

Next part will be His intro but on the condition when I'll get your views. Do vote also if you like this story is totally different from my other works. ~~Shrinkhla Singh😃😃😃

Normally, the further something was, the smaller it would seem after all. ‘Why are they becoming bigger?’ After that, one of Patroclus’ female subordinates, sharper and more observant than most, realized that something had gone horribly wrong. “Your highness, the mountains aren’t moving. We’re just shrinking!” “What?” “We’re… shrinking?” ‘This is just too weird.’ ‘How could something like this happen?’ Despite this, they realized that she was, in fact, telling the truth. They and the divine mountain they were at were really shrinking in size.

Anna asks, her tone impatient but curious, eyes flicking between us like she’s waiting for someone to finally spill the truth. “Once upon a time, there was a—” “No you don’t,” Shaw cuts in, interrupting me with a smirk. “This isn’t a fairy tale, so it shouldn’t be told as one. Which is why I’m telling her the story.” “And you think you can teach Anna about the history of werecreatures better than I can? You’ve been a werecreature all of what… five minutes? You know what, Shaw? Go ahead. Impress us with your epic storytelling skills.” I cross my arms, smug grin in place, daring him to try.

Shira went to him immediately. “Are you okay? Do you want me to add a pillow?” “I'm fine, I'm fine” He said hastily, waving a swollen hand. “Just tell me a story.” “Any story?” “Yup” “Okay… Well, there once was a little girl who- no not little, a big girl, a lady. Yes. This lady lived in a village. She had always dreamt of finding love and marrying a prince- No a Knight. A handsome knight. One day she came across a Knight named Sir Richardson and fell in love but there was a problem, Sir Richardson didn't love her back.” Shira paused for a bit.